A slight twist on the stuck-in-closet-cliché.
After the concert had ended Buford suggested we'd leave the mess for the next day to clean up. Personally I was so tired that I found myself agreeing with the big guy, sadly Phineas and Ferb had a different opinion on the matter so we stayed behind to clean up at least a bit of the mess. The fireside girls were on cleaning duty while the boys would take down the stage, all but Irving. We put away the few left-over shirts, counted the money and did some inventory in the closets to make space for the archive.
"So, Jane." Irving tried to start a conversation. "It looks like you and me are going to be working together now." I heard him lifting on of the boxes with shirts and bringing them over to my side of the room. "I guess. Should be fun I reckon." Irving wasn't the worst guy to be working with, as long as you knew how to handle him. "So you don't mind leaving your old job then? What was that again?" I asked. "Advertising. The firm isn't that famous though." He shrugged. "Guess you weren't doing a great job then." I tried to joke, but all it got me was a strange look. "Never mind, my jokes are always horrible anyway."
BOOM!
"Whoo! Guess that means the stage is down." I stated, not really expecting a response. "I think they just lowered it into the ground so they can use it again later. The boom was probably just de doors closing." Irving answered. And he was probably right, because after he finished the ground started vibrating. The stage was being stored somewhere underground now.
SLAM!
The vibrations from the stage had closed the closet door, we were trapped. "Irving, the door!" I yelled. Irving was already at the door, pushing. "No good. The force locked it. It seems like were trapped in here." I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and searched for signal. "Great, no signal." "Me neither." Irving said, though his voice was a bit off. Panick probably. "It's alright Irving. Someone will notice us missing and come for us. Ferb was supposed to take me home so if he's done he'll come and see if we're done too."
The ten minutes following felt like an eternity. We had plenty to do to pass the time since the lights were still working, it was the idea of being locked in that made the time go slower. "So, I heard you and Ferb are a thing now." Irving tried to drop subtly, he did not succeed. "Yes. He saved my life from an evil alien, things like that tend to spin a girls head." I answered, not really sure what Irving was fishing for. "That's not what I heard. According to my sources you've been sleeping with him for weeks." He had overplayed his hand now. "Really? Well I don't know who your 'sources' are, but they are wrong. Why do you want to know anyway? This fishing for juicy stories is not like you Irving." I was getting annoyed now, and Irving very nervous by the looks of it. "Fine, you broke me. A shady reporter from te newspaper got wind of the alien attack. He threathed to write something about Phineas and Ferb endangering Danville and covering it up. Unless I got him some inside gossip about one of them and, I quote, that hot receptionist chick. I figured if I could talk him into writing about you, he wouldn't hurt Phineas and Ferb as much." Poor Irving looked down with a sullen expression. "Irving. It's alright, you meant well. Don't you worry about a thing, I'll go to the editer of the paper tomorrow and set this straight." The poor boy looked relieved. "Thank you. Oh and there is signal next to the door. I lied to keep you here." Irving confessed.
I sighed and was about to get up when we heard footsteps rushing our way and hands banging on the door. "Jane! Irving! Are you in there?" I heard Phineas's voice through the thick metal. "Phineas! Yes! We're trapped! Help! Get me out!" Irving had gone to complete panick mode and was now frantically hitting the door. "Jane! Are you alright darling?"I recognized Ferb's calm voice, though I sensed a hint of slight panick. "Ferb! Yes I'm fine, we both are. The vibrations from the stage moving shut the door and it locked. Can you open it please?" I kept my voice calm, since Irving was panicking enough for the both of us. "Of course love. I'm not going to let a flimsy sheet of metal keep me from bringing you home with me." I could almost hear the wink, but it was still nice to hear. "Just hurry honey, for Irving's sake." I answered. Irving was now curled up in a ball in the far corner rocking back and forth. "He's gone full armadillo." "Stand back Jane. We're coming through in ten seconds." Phineas instructed me so I took my place next to Irving, trying to calm his nerves.
CRASH!
When the hole was large enough to climb through Ferb stepped into the closet. He rushed to my and pulled me into a tight embrace. "Don't scare me like that again." He whispered. I returned his warm hug. "Ferb, I was never in danger. I was locked in a fully lit closet with Irving for a whole of ten minutes. I'll be fine." I joked. "Why didn't you try to call us?" Phineas asked, he had climbed through too. "Good question. And I think it's best answered outside so that armadillo boy can explain."
After we all got out Irving told them what he had told me. The boys took it well, even after a long, long day they would still be friendly and caring like that. Though Ferb looked a bit less friendly then Phineas. I told them my plan, wich seemed to worry Ferb even more. But it was late, so after a short discussion we all went home to get some well earned rest.
Sorry, a bit of a filler. Every story has them I'm afraid. Still, leave me a message or joke, I like jokes, in a review.
